Sword Stirs the World

Shen Jianxin and Yu Caiwei finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that they were almost outside the matchless city.

The unparalleled sword sect has a wealth of treasures, and there are all kinds of panacea. As long as they return to the sect, they will be better soon.

Just then, a group of people appeared in front of them. Like the two of them, they were holding hands and supporting each other.

Shen Jianxin's eyes were sharp. At a glance, he could see that there were some big bald heads in the front of the team. They were shining in the sunshine, which was very eye-catching.

"Why? Isn't that master juezhi? " Shen Jianxin was surprised.

Yu Caiwei puts her hand on Shen Jianxin's shoulder, weighs her toes and looks at the past.

In front of them are the three Shaolin holy monks, and some of them are familiar faces they have seen. Even the Changbai swordsman nangongwang is among them, and there are more than a dozen rich people in the Jianghu, all of whom are famous in the Wulin.

However, they all looked depressed and sighed, as if they were owed a lot of money. Everyone's face was very bad.

Yu Caiwei took a look at Shen Jianxin and said in a low voice, "these people don't seem to be right."

Shen Jianxin nodded and said with a smile, "yes! You see, all of them are vain, their breath is scattered, and they are all disheartened. Some of them even break their weapons. It's clear that they have fought a fight, and they haven't won yet. "

Yu Caiwei gave him a white look and said with a smile, "you're the only one! If you don't look at yourself, where can you get? "

They looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

Because the two of them are not in rags and in a mess.

"Strange! Those seniors are not weak. How can they be beaten like this? " Yu Caiwei shakes her head and doesn't understand.

Shen Jianxin touched his nose and said in a deep voice: "it's strange! Isn't the army of holy lotus sect outside the city retreated? The Japanese ronins are almost dead. Who beat them like this? Or we'll follow up and have a look. "

Both of them have a tacit understanding, and they don't want to come forward to recognize those martial arts elders. First, they don't want to be seen by irrelevant people. Second, among those people, there are three good people like the holy monks, and they also have roles they don't want to see.

Then, Shen Jianxin and Yu Caiwei slowly follow behind the predecessors.

Looking at the direction they are going, it should be back to wushuangcheng.

It's strange to say that after walking less than a mile, I ran into a group of Wulin fellows. All of them were depressed and went to wushuangcheng with a sigh.

Along the way, before reaching the gate of the city, there were nearly 100 wounded soldiers.

These people go towards the gate. When there are more people, Shen Jianxin and Yu Caiwei see a gap and mix with the crowd quietly.

Anyway, the two of them are embarrassed enough and injured. It's a natural cover.

When they arrived at the gate of the city, the guard saw so many people coming, and quickly wanted to close the gate.

"Amitabha! We are the same people in the Wulin. Unfortunately, we are in a disaster. We are here to see the Lord of Fengcheng! " Master juezhi cried out.

"Fellow Wulin, please meet the master of Fengcheng!" The crowd followed suit.

Soon, all forces in the city received the news, led by the wushuangjian sect, and a group of people welcomed it.

Fang Weiling and chunyushan walk in the front. Behind them are elder Liu Changlao and elder ye, representing the Liu family and the Ye family respectively.

"Let's keep quiet and watch it change. Later, if elder martial brother is in trouble, we can deal with both inside and outside Shen Jianxin reached Yu Caiwei's shoulder and said softly.

Yu Caiwei seems a little unaccustomed to being so close to men, but when she is with the boy named Shen, it seems very natural, so she has to nod her head.

"Amitabha! Nephew Fang Xian, we were killed outside the city. We were seriously injured and lost all our martial arts. It was Wei Zhongxian, the eunuch. He said that only fengjiuxiao Fengcheng master could save us Master juezhi's two palms are in ten, and he comes here leisurely.

"Please help us, Lord Feng?" There was a cry behind him.

Fang Weiling was surprised and said in a deep voice: "master juezhi, how can Wei Zhongxian suddenly appear? And hurt so many people? "

"What you don't know, my dear nephew, is that the army of the holy lotus sect retreated 30 Li outside the city. It didn't really retreat, but joined up with a bandit who called himself a rebel army. The bandit army fought under the banner of Gao Yingxiang. The chief general was Liu Yujing. Wei Zhongxian was in his camp and hurt everyone. " Master juezhi said sadly.

"It's also strange that we are not good at learning skills. We should be ashamed to be inferior to Wei Zhongxian." Master juezhi shook his head.

Fang Weiling stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "master, can you show me your injury?"

Master juezhi nodded and stretched out his wrist.

Fang Weiling stretched out two fingers and gently put them on the master's thin wrist. A pure and incomparable innate Qi cut into the body along each other's meridians.

"Why? How could that be? " Fang Weiling's face changed greatly and he was shocked.

Because he felt that master juezhi's body was empty. He didn't even have a breath of Qi. He became an ordinary person who didn't practice internal skills.

He is not willing to pass out a congenital Qi, the result is still like a cow into the sea, no news.

"Master, are you all injured like this?" Fang Weiling frowned.

Master juezhi nodded and said faintly, "everyone, you reach out and let Fang xiannephew check one or two."

Suddenly, many arms stretched out. Fang Weiling picked one randomly and put his fingers on it.

Indeed, the situation as like as two peas in Jue Chi, the same as that of the master of Jue Chi, is just like the ordinary people who have never practiced martial arts.

"What was the situation then?" Fang Weiling asked again.

Master juezhi pondered for a moment and said, "Wei Zhongxian suddenly killed. His body method was so amazing that he didn't stop for a moment. All the people who are patted by him have their Qi in disorder and their true Qi is retrograde. After two hours, they become like this. "

"Excuse me, are all such symptoms of so many heroes in the Jianghu?" Fang Weiling said in a high voice.

"Yes! Yes Everyone responded.

"Are you tired of asking so many questions? Take us to the old man of sword God Someone in the crowd cried out discontentedly.

Fang Weiling and chunyushan exchanged glances. The former asked, "master juezhi, what did Wei Zhongxian say at that time?"

When he asked this question, the crowd in front of him was not worried any more.

Among these people, there are some famous people in the world. Even if Feng jiuxiao, the sword God, saw him, he was a peer. He couldn't bear to ask questions.

"Hello! Stop asking, will you? We're going to see the sword God Phoenix nine clouds

"Yes! We want to see feng jiuxiaofeng! While they were shouting, they were pushing towards the city gate, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.